Young Storykeeper Volume III
To celebrate Cruinniú na nÓg, Great Lighthouses of Ireland and Fighting Words invited 7-12 year-olds to become Young Storykeepers. Your lighthouse-inspired stories are incredible! Fighting Words and Great Lighthouses of Ireland have devoured every single one of the 1,256 stories, poems, illustrations, song lyrics and even stop-motion animations submitted for the Young Storykeepers initiative. With so many entries, these wonderful works will be showcased in a multi-volume Young Storykeepers digital magazine over the coming months.
To celebrate Cruinniú na nÓg, Great Lighthouses of Ireland and Fighting Words invited 7-12 year-olds to become Young Storykeepers. Your lighthouse-inspired stories are incredible!
Fighting Words and Great Lighthouses of Ireland have devoured every single one of the 1,256 stories, poems, illustrations, song lyrics and even stop-motion animations submitted for the Young Storykeepers initiative.
With so many entries, these wonderful works will be showcased in a multi-volume Young Storykeepers digital magazine over the coming months.
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4 | STORYKEEPERS VOLUME <strong>III</strong> AGE SEVEN | 5<br />
THE BOY, THE MERMAID AND THE LIGHTHOUSE<br />
Once upon a time there was a little mermaid. Up above her palace was a<br />
lighthouse. The lighthouse was on a little island called The Rock of Light.<br />
The little mermaid longed to go to The Rock of Light but she was not<br />
allowed. Every time she tried, her father cried out, “Come back Sophie,<br />
it’s dangerous up there. The fire will burn you!”<br />
Up in the lighthouse was a little boy called Leo. He lived with his<br />
mother, the lighthouse keeper. Leo helped his mother to light up the<br />
beam on the lighthouse every evening.<br />
One evening Sophie saw a ship going to The Rock of Light. There<br />
was a rope on it. She held on tight to it. When the boat got there, she<br />
was amazed! It was night when she arrived on the shore. She saw the<br />
light beaming bright and a little boy coming down the hill.<br />
Oh no, I’d better hide! she thought.<br />
Back down in the sea, Sophie’s father was looking for her all night.<br />
“Sophie! Sophie! Where are you?” he called.<br />
On land, Sophie was hiding in the seaweed. When she came out,<br />
the boy saw her tail!<br />
Leo said, “Wow, You’re a mermaid!”<br />
“I am a mermaid, but please keep it a secret,” Sophie said.<br />
Leo looked puzzled. “You mean the electricity we use to light the beam?”<br />
“Oh!” said Sophie.<br />
Leo asked, “Is the sea dangerous?”<br />
“No,” said Sophie<br />
“Oh!” said Leo. “My mother said it was because my father died at<br />
sea”.<br />
“That’s sad” Sophie said. “The sea is not dangerous to me because<br />
it is my home.”<br />
They finally said goodbye and Sophie dove back down. “See you<br />
soon!” she said.<br />
Sophie returned to the sea and her father found her. “Where have<br />
you been?” he asks.<br />
“Oh no!” she thought. “I can’t tell him, or he will be furious at me!”<br />
“I’ve been travelling the seven seas,” Sophie lied to her father.<br />
“I looked in the seven seas, but I did not find you,” he replied.<br />
Sophie said, “I actually went to the Rock of Light. I met a boy called<br />
Leo. He is my friend now.”<br />
“Oh no! Did the fire burn you?” her father said.<br />
“No way, José! It’s not fire. It’s electricity! It won’t<br />
burn you!” Sophie said.<br />
“Oh,” said Sophie’s father. He was not angry.<br />
“You can go up if you wish. Friendship<br />
is important and it makes you happy.”<br />
Now Sophie goes up every day<br />
to see Leo and he sings:<br />
Alannah Butterly<br />
Co Dublin<br />
“Rainbows and butterflies flying away,<br />
Out comes a mermaid every day,<br />
Laughing and splashing in the sea spray,<br />
She is my friend coming to play.”<br />
“I will. My name is Leo”<br />
“My name is Sophie. I love seashells,” she said. So they spent the<br />
rest of the day collecting them. In the evening before Leo left to go help<br />
his mum, she asked, “Does the fire really burn you?”<br />
“What fire?” asked Leo.<br />
“The fire that burns bright in the night?” she said.